The man wore a black veil and couldn't see clearly. He wrapped himself from beginning to end.

He took Tong Yan into his arms, and then grabbed other people's sword to fight against others.

Tong Yan was slightly stunned. He only felt that this breath was familiar and strange.

Is it longyanhuang?

She looked up, but she couldn't see the visitor at all. A black veil completely covered his face.

Tong Yan can't help wondering, isn't it?

As if he felt the villain in his arms looking at himself, the man in black whispered, "let go."

The hoarse voice was like gravel, very rough. It's totally different from the person she remembers. And what he said was to let go.

The devil in my memory is a man who is difficult to get rid of when he is entangled.

Tong Yan was stunned and released his hand. This release, the man in black immediately turned coldly, then the sword in his hand was superb, and soon he cleaned up a pile of people.

At this time, the demon king also came back. He was stunned when he looked at the situation of Tong Yan: "madam, what's the situation here?"

"Don't help soon!" Tong Yan said angrily. When the devil is really used, he doesn't know where to go. When he can't use it, it's like a dog skin plaster.

The demon gentleman lightly clicked under his feet and flew to Tong Yan at once. He looked at Tong Yan tightening his eyebrows and said unhappily, "you don't know how to feel sorry when you're hurt. What a heartless little girl."

"Elder brother, can you count this injury as an injury? It broke the lost skin, and the blood didn't come out, it was just red." Tong Yan was speechless. She thought she had experienced so much and didn't cry once.

This evil spirit is a murderous devil at least. Has he experienced less war?

He broke a little skin on his face and shouted at her.

The demon king was unhappy. He snorted coldly, the same way as a child: "no matter, I want to blow."

"..." a black line floated across Tong Yan's forehead, and he was speechless to the extreme.

"Don't brag, I don't care about you." Sequoia put her face close to the past and said angrily.

Tong Yan looked at the man who was surrounded to save her, and then looked at the hooligan. He sighed helplessly, took a deep breath in his face, and then blew hard, and his saliva fell down.

The man in black stood in the distance and saw this scene. All of a sudden, his sword was broken.

Those assassins were shocked. The man who just looked weak suddenly exuded such a terrible smell.

"Strange. How can I feel the devil's breath." Sequoia twisted her eyebrows and muttered.

Longyanhuang immediately put away his breath and was no different from an ordinary person. He glanced at a group of assassins around, stared coldly, and then shot.

This time, he solved it at one time. They have no Parry ability to fight.

He's a waste king. He can't even beat a few small dregs.

Just now, I was just too afraid to arouse the suspicion of his little woman. Who knows, a dog skin plaster was killed on the way. He's fighting here. He dares to hook up with his little woman!

Long Yanhuang's black eyes sank and looked at the escaped man who was about to attack Tong Yan. Originally, he could easily cut off the sword. However, when he stretched out his hand, he stopped, grabbed it towards Tong Yan, and then held her to expose his back.

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